Please note: Optimus Prime is Gen2 Laser Rod and Megatron is Gen2 tank. Scourge is based on the RID character Black Convoy. All others are there original Generation One format. Also note, this is the beginning, so many Transformers will be out of character. Don't worry, they'll become the heroes and villains we all love. Transformers Empire AriseAlpha Trion stared at the council before him, wondering what he should do next. “You see,” he started. “Trade with the Gobots is important to the Autocon Empire, you all should know that. We will see the end of our Golden Age of Cybertron if we don’t start to leave our isolation.” One of the men said, “But sir, every time our ships enter their space, they open fire on us, some never even return. You can ask your son about that.” Alpha Trion sighed. “My son, Megatron, has tried several military tactics. I’m going to try some diplomacy this time.” “But, Alpha Trion…” “My mind is made up! I shall return within a few days if all goes well.” With that, he left the room, leaving many confused council members. Optimus Prime walked through the Autocon War Academy halls, heading for the commandant’s office. He knocked on the door, and it slid open. “Optimus Prime, it is good to see you. I am impressed with your with your performance this semester.” “Thank you, Commandant Defcon.” “I know you didn’t want any special privileges, but I’m afraid you’ll have to accept this one. Your father is leaving the planet and he wants to see you.” “Oh, yes. Scourge wrote me and told me about his plan to go to Gobotron.” Defcon said, “You understand that I have to ask you to do this.” Optimus Prime nodded. “I shall leave immediately, but first I want to say goodbye to Elita-One and Prowl.” A FEW DAYS LATER… “Listen my sons, I am proud of you all.” Alpha Trion stared at his two sets of twins before him. The first set was Optimus and Megatron. Megatron had taken command over the military after Defcon took over the academy. Optimus Prime had actually gone to the academy to train to be a fleet admiral. The next set, Ultra Magnus and Scourge, were the youngest in the group. Ultra Magnus had sought an artistic and literary path. He looked like Optimus except he was white with a blue face-shield. As for Scourge, the youngest in the group, he followed Megatron everywhere, seeking to become a great strategist. It was strange because he looked like Optimus, except he was black. Alpha Trion continued, “I will be gone for a few days on a diplomatic mission. I should return very soon.” Megatron folded his arms, and said, “What if you don’t return? Who should take over the Autocon Empire and rule over Cybertron and its colonies? Who will receive the Matrix? Have you thought of that?” Alpha Trion laughed, and said, “That shouldn’t be a problem. I have great faith that I will return. All of our tactics with the Gobots have been military action, I think it’s time we approached a more casual tactic. Goodbye, my sons. I shall return soon.” A FEW DAYS LATER… Optimus Prime raced through the Autocon Palace. One of the council members had contacted him and told him that there was a problem. Before the councilor could finish, Prime was out the door. He knew what was going on. Something about Alpha Trion’s mission had gone wrong, terribly wrong. Prime entered the communications center. His three brothers had beaten him there. He braced himself for the bad news. “What happened?” he demanded. Megatron shook his head, and said, “The last contact we got from our father was that the mission was successful. He was returning with a diplomatic convoy from Gobotron, but then he said a meteor shower was approaching. The communications went blank, and I went to investigate.” Optimus Prime glared at Megatron and asked, “What did you find?” Megatron hung his head and said, “Nothing, no debris, no residue from the engines, no nothing. They simply vanished into thin air.” Prime eyes narrowed as he said, “There is no air in space. Something had to have happened. Meteorite showers should have left some debris behind! What of the Matrix? Did you find any trace of that?” “No, we didn’t. I wish I could’ve done something more.” Optimus Prime was speechless; he could not believe how calm Megatron or any of his brothers could be. Megatron said, “I shall assume command of the Autocon Empire. With my leadership, this Golden Age will expand far beyond our wildest dreams.” Suddenly, Ultra Magnus blurted out, “Wait just one minute! Prime emerged from his status pod twenty seconds before you did!” Ultra Magnus paused and then continued. “Not only that, but our father didn’t pass the Matrix down. So, the decision falls to the council!” Megatron gave Ultra Magnus a cruel look, then looked at Scourge who offered, “But don’t forget, Megatron has more command experience than Prime…” Megatron interrupted and said, “No, Ultra Magnus has a point. We will let the council handle this matter immediately.” Prime was feeling dizzy from all of this. He went from an orphan, to a could-be-ruler in a matter of seconds. He wondered what would happen next. THREE WEEKS LATER: Megatron and Optimus walked through the halls side by side. Both were totally silent. Finally, they arrived at the door at the top of the councilor tower, but before Megatron could open it Optimus Prime stopped him and said, “Megatron, I think you would make an excellent leader. I am more than positive that they chose you as the new leader of the Autocon Empire, for you have been trained by the best. Although we disagree on some things, I know you will do excellent.” Megatron grinned and said, “You seem so positive that they will not choose you, the older brother as the new leader of Cybertron. Why?” “You have more command experience, Megatron. I haven’t even finished my years at the Autocon War Academy. No, I am most positive that you will be their first choice.” “You don’t know how much that means to me, Optimus Prime.” Optimus touched the keypad and entered the Autocon Councilor Chamber. Megatron said, “Well, let us have it. Who shall take our father’s place on the Throne of the Autocon Empire?” The Councilors looked at each other. Finally, one stood up and answered, “We have decided through much discussion and debating that Optimus Prime holds the right to take his father’s place. He is the oldest and is held in the highest esteem by many Councilors.” “What!” cried Megatron. “It took you three weeks to decide which one of us two? Why didn’t just come out and tell us?” Another got up and said, “Well, another candidate came up. Head of the Autocon Seeker Forces Star Scream put his name in. We’re very sorry, Megatron, but your disbelief in the power of the Matrix and your Decepticon philosophy cost you. Optimus Prime retained the Majority of our votes.” Megatron slammed his fists against the table. “How could you betray me like this? This isn’t about my Decepticon beliefs! It’s about your power!” Megatron looked as though he would strangle them all, but Optimus Prime held him back from striking. Finally, Megatron calmed down. He knew he could not threaten the Council of Cybertron. Meanwhile, Optimus was watching in shock. He could not believe what he had just heard; he was indeed the new leader of Cybertron and the Autocon Empire. Could he run this society? Of course he could, all was at peace. They were in the Golden Age of Cybertron. As they left the room, Prime said, “Megatron, I had no idea. I would have said something, but I have this feeling that I’m suppose to lead or help lead Cybertron in something new, something beyond this Golden Age.” Megatron stopped in his tracks and asked, “Optimus, do you think you can handle this responsibility? Is there something you don’t think you can’t handle? If there is, I want to help.” “The pressure, but that’s why we have the Cybertron Counsel to help me with that.” “I see. Well, congratulations, Optimus. I know Alpha Trion would be proud of you. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have an appointment.” Optimus noticed that Megatron did not address Alpha Trion as their father. The Councilor walked through the quiet tower, when suddenly a shadow fell over him. “Wait, Councilor Octane, I have something to ask you.” Octane stopped his pace and turned to see Megatron behind him. “How many people voted for me, old friend?” “I can’t tell you that. It’s confidential!” he answered. Suddenly, Megatron’s hand grasped his throat and slammed him against the wall. “Come on, Octane. Surely it had to be quite a few the way you announced it to me and my brother.” Octane swallowed, and said, “Actually, Megatron, you only had one vote.” “What!” demanded Megatron as he tightened his grip. “Don’t kill the messenger,” said Octane. “I’m just telling you the way it is.” “There are fifteen of you, and I only got one vote!” Megatron shouted. “Yes eight voted for Optimus, six voted for Star Scream and I voted for you,” offered Octane. “I’m touched,” replied Megatron with fire in his eyes. “I’m telling you the truth. I’ll never forget what you did for me. The others have, I didn’t.” “You mean, this is all some power play?” Megatron asked. “Yes, in fact tomorrow they’re voting to replace you.” “With who?” Megatron leaned in closer. “I don’t know.” Megatron let go of Octane, who said, “It’s over. The Decepticons will never get their vengeance.” Megatron said, “It’s never over.” “What do you mean?” asked Octane. Megatron answered, “Is Soundwave ready with the troops?” “Yes, sir.” “Then let us report to the Nemesis. It is time.” Megatron smiled. “Are you saying rebellion?” asked Octane anxiously. “Not rebellion,” replied Megatron. “A revolution.” Optimus Prime was walking through the halls, when suddenly a red Autocon ran toward him. “Sir, we have a problem!” Optimus asked, “Who are you?” “I’m Ironhide, your new advisor.” “Ah, I see. Well, what’s the problem?” Optimus liked his rough accent. “It’s your brothers, Megatron and Scourge. They’ve rallied several Autocon soldiers and have threatened to take over Cybertron!” “What?” Optimus followed Ironhide, and they arrived at a screen with Megatron’s face on it. “Attention, Transformers! Whoever remains loyal to the Autocons will be crushed! If you want to survive, join the new Decepticon faction! Only then will you be safe! To prove my power, I am going to destroy the Energon storage tanks today at 200 hours!” Optimus Prime turned to Ironhide and said, “That’s just a few hours away! Get down there and post extra guards!” “Yes, sir!” In a moment he was gone. Optimus looked out the window and whispered, “What is wrong with you Megatron? You’re going to destroy the Golden Age!” The council gathered together and one said, “This wasn’t suppose to happen! Megatron was suppose to be out of our way! We should have been the rulers of Cybertron by now!” Another said, “Hey, where’s Octane?” Suddenly, a face appeared on the screen. “Megatron!” said the first. “Yes, my disloyal minions. I used my influence on my father to get you where you are. Now, you shall know the price of disloyalty!” Optimus Prime opened fire on the incoming Seekers. They now wore the old Decepticon symbol, when the clock hit 200 hours exactly he heard an explosion, but not from the storage tanks, but from behind. He turned to see the Cybertron Councilor Tower in flames. The storage tanks exploded as well, but Optimus did not seem to notice. Ironhide walked up next to him and said, “Sir, most of our men are militia forces and castle guards. What’s going on?” Optimus answered, “Pressure.” “I beg your pardon?” said Ironhide. “Ironhide, do you know what happens when the Council is destroyed?” “Well, to be honest, Prime, I never thought about it.” “The current leader takes full command of the Autocon Empire, but were not an empire, are we?” Ironhide remained silent. “Answer me!” “I suppose not,” Ironhide said quietly. “Exactly, and from now on we will be known as the Autobots. Our top priority is to stop Megatron and the evil of the Decepticons.” Optimus Prime watched as more energy tanks began to explode. The power of Cybertropolis soon began to fade. Optimus knew the Golden Age of peace and prosperity had ended, not only for Cybertron, but for its colonies, and for the entire Autocon Empire.